Monday, February 18, 2008

I wandered lonely as a cloud ...

I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o'er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in neverending lineAlong the margin of a bay.Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they Outdidthe sparkling waves in glee,A poet could not but be gay,In such a jocund company;I gazed andgazed but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought.

For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.-William Wordsworth, Reading of the week.

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